THERE WAS A BOY....

There was a boy, who is imaginary for me whom I crave for but, he was never present for me. We laughed together, sat together, walked together, chat together but everything is fictitious to me That boy was very dreamy Huh! never for me. Now I'm tired, tired of being OK, PLEASE BOY, free me. My brain needs to do other work, so please allow it to be glee. Don't squeeze my head for God sake, let it flee. I was wondering for some love longing to be blissed but, those are all that I missed. He is so blurry in my mind who is he? that I couldn't even find. Now I want him to be drained he is a bad stain on my brain. He is an anonymous all faded, all white which is slowly getting monotonous. Ahh! I want to get rid of this boy who is unreal but I miss. I don't want those dreamy hug unless and until I was smug. let my hairs grow without any stress so that I can flaunt them with a good dress. There was a boy who was imaginary for me, annoyed a lot Finally, I let him disappear in my a thoughtfull sea. -GARGI GOSWAMI